You're so much more endearing with the sound turned off.
For a change, I'll refrain from hiding all of me from you.
The words keep slipping from my mouth like one enormous avalanche. One after another after another until they're piled so high that no light is capable of piercing through. I think the key is, to just exist. Granted, existing as oneself isn't supposed to be difficult. But who says that that isn't just a matter of opinion? There is no facade put up, excepting maybe that of a girl too shy for her own good. So, what happened to the original copy?
That is the question.
And an answer is to be sought out.
I hate to seem so melodramatic. But aren't we all on some sort of path toward salvation?
On a less confusing, babbling note, I've decided to outlaw summer reading when I become emperor of the universe. That's right, emperor. Not empress.
The words keep slipping from my mouth like one enormous avalanche. One after another after another until they're piled so high that no light is capable of piercing through. I think the key is, to just exist. Granted, existing as oneself isn't supposed to be difficult. But who says that that isn't just a matter of opinion? There is no facade put up, excepting maybe that of a girl too shy for her own good. So, what happened to the original copy?
That is the question.
And an answer is to be sought out.
I hate to seem so melodramatic. But aren't we all on some sort of path toward salvation?
On a less confusing, babbling note, I've decided to outlaw summer reading when I become emperor of the universe. That's right, emperor. Not empress.